Yunxiao Golden Peak, the morning sunlight cascades down, painting the sea of clouds with a layer of golden light.
Lu Chengfeng and Zhou Tong cross paths and stand still.
Zhou Tong glanced at his sleeve, which had been slashed, reality struck him for a mont, and then rembering the sword sheath like a wandering dragon, and the blade that sliced like a rainbow at the critical mont, he couldn’t help but praise.
"Good swordsmanship, good courage, good adaptation!"
"At the sa age, I am not as good as you."
Lu Chengfeng held the Hidden Blade sheath with his right hand, drops of crimson blood dripped from his palm from the sheath, while his left hand pointed the Cold Cicada Sword slantingly, emanating a chilling air.
Earlier, facing Zhou Tong’s Earth-Splitting Slash, he first used the sword with his right hand, deploying Sword Qi to attack head-on.
The collision between both sides made it clear he was at a disadvantage, so he unsheathed with his left hand, slicing Zhou Tong’s sleeve, but his right hand was also injured from the direct clash.
Lu Chengfeng knew clearly that Zhou Tong had held back; otherwise, he would have been more than just injured on his right hand, he might have been cleaved in half and died horribly on the spot.
And at most, he could have severed one of the opponent’s arms before dying.
One dead, one injured, the outco was clear.
"Senior brother, I lost this battle!" Lu Chengfeng slowly sheathed his sword, slightly repressing his tone.
"Hahaha, you brat, you’re still young, I am eight years older than you and my sleeve was cut by you. If you hadn’t shown rcy, my arm would have been gone too."
Zhou Tong laughed and scolded, "Do you really want to cut down with one sword? Then I might as well have lived all these years as a dog."
Lu Chengfeng snapped back from his earlier defeat, the Cold Cicada Sword returned to its sheath with a clang, and he laughed casually, "You are right, senior brother, I may have been a bit too ambitious."
"Alright, it’s just sword sparring, you and I are brothers, no need to be so formal." Zhou Tong slowly strapped the Heavy Sword of the Abyss on his back, sighing, "The Five Elents Returning to Origin Sword Scripture left by our master is profound and unfathomable, I’ve struggled for many years and only gained so insight into the Earth Elent Sword Form."
"I can’t even begin with the other sword forms, let alone the Five Elents Unification—it seems unlikely I will master this sword technique in my lifeti."
"But..." he shifted his tone, "the sword scripture left by the master is vast and deep, even one single sword art can stand alongside secret skills."
"The Five Elents Unification leads directly to the Great Five Elents Extinction Divine Light Sword, a path that can, indeed, reach the heavens."
"With your talent, you will surely achieve sothing, carrying forward the master’s legacy, ensuring it does not fade."
Lu Chengfeng knew Zhou Tong was intentionally showcasing the strength and profundity of this secret skill, fearing he might overlook the incomplete secret skill and pursue other swordsmanship within the sect.
It’s a pity he has other plans, which might not end up the way Zhou Tong wishes, unless soday he marries Zhu Yuxian, then naturally the Five Elents Returning to Origin Sword Scripture would be easily obtained.
He sighed inwardly and said, "I understand your effort, senior brother, I will do my best."
Zhou Tong smiled at his promise, "Those words are enough, I believe with your talent you are bound to gain sothing."
Lu Chengfeng chuckled, but said no more.
"Junior brother, your right hand is injured by the Power shock, you’d better go heal first. Cai Xia has excellent dicine in store." Zhou Tong said, directly pulling Lu Chengfeng towards the Immortal Encounter Hall.
Half a two-hour period later, Cai Xia applied the dicine to Lu Chengfeng’s right hand, and personally wrapped it up.
Cai Xia and Ming Yue are Zhu Yuxian’s personal maids, who have followed her for years, even closer than disciples, holding a high position on the mountain.
Lu Chengfeng initially wanted to apply the dicine himself, but couldn’t resist Cai Xia’s insistence, allowing her to busy herself for him.
Zhou Tong teased at the side, "Cai Xia, back when I was hurt in martial arts training, I didn’t see you so attentive; I applied the dicine miserably by myself."
"Clearly the new surpasses the old!"
Cai Xia’s face blushed slightly, she spat at him, "Nonsense, you’re older than ; there’s no need for to tend to you."
"Young Master Chengfeng is still young; he was bullied and injured as soon as he ca up the mountain. Isn’t taking extra care justified? It was you who caused this trouble anyway."
Seeing the girl blaming him, Zhou Tong quickly begged for rcy.
"It’s my fault, my fault. Next ti I go out and co back, I’ll definitely bring you and Ming Yue osmanthus cakes from below the mountain to make ands, how about that?"
Cai Xia huffed, "Who wants your ands? It’s clearly your fault Young Master Chengfeng got hurt. If anyone should be making ands, it should be you to him."
Lu Chengfeng quickly waved his left hand, "Cai Xia sister, don’t call Young Master anymore; it sounds too distant. If you don’t mind, call Chengfeng."
"Besides, sparring with senior brother and getting hurt is unavoidable, ultimately it’s my lack of ability."
"Today I troubled sister to care for , when I go to the town below the mountain next ti, I’ll buy so osmanthus cakes as a token of gratitude for sister’s care today."
"After all, it’s just a simple bandage, hardly attentive care." Though she said this, Cai Xia’s face blossod like a flower, unable to hide the delight in her words.
Zhou Tong watched from the side, speechless; he’d been on the mountain for so many years yet never this close with Cai Xia, and he couldn’t help but touch his bronzed skin, muttering, "Could it be that being handso is starting to pay off these years?"
Cai Xia heard him mumbling, just finished bandaging, and stood with arms akimbo, snorting, "Zhou Tong, what are you saying? What about being handso?"
Zhou Tong really couldn’t antagonize her, apologized with a smile, and dragged Lu Chengfeng away.
Lu Chengfeng was dragged by him, could only offer a bitter smile to Cai Xia, "Cai Xia sister, I’ll co see you another day."
Once out of the hall, Zhou Tong breathed a sigh of relief, turned around and glanced back, "Junior brother, in my view, you’ll soon beco the master of Immortal Encounter Hall, keep it up; I am rooting for you."
Lu Chengfeng couldn’t help but laugh and cursed, "Senior brother, what nonsense are you talking, what place does that put the master?"
"Hahaha, just a joke. Junior brother, you’re now a man with a family." Zhou Tong’s words were both a jest and a reminder, then he said no more and turned away, "You’re probably eager to go seek your sweet wife, I’m off to practice swordsmanship, won’t see you off the mountain."
"If you have leisure, co seek on the mountain; we can spar and comprehend the Sword Scripture together."
"Farewell, senior brother." Lu Chengfeng watched Zhou Tong depart, and turned to head down the mountain.
Yet just as he started down the mountain, a familiar pricking sensation returned, his pupils involuntarily revealed a hint of anger and killing intent.
"Endless trouble?"
"Does he really think my sword can’t kill?"
He took a deep breath, forcibly suppressing his desire to kill, and continued forward as if nothing was amiss.
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